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Show in my father's house/ 187 hands drank, not the same place as the ranch-owners; where the Indians congregated. Danny told me why some.places had red lights in the windows above the casino and showed me the two-headed calf inside the Kodiak Lounge. "Is it real?" I asked him. "Sure it's real." I was aghast. "How could it do anything?" "It couldn't. It died." Danny's face was grim. "Why would God do that?" Danny shrugged. "What makes you think God made things perfect?" One evening we stayed out until ten o'clock because the selling was so good. As we walked past the Kodiak Lounge we heard shouting and scuffling and sobbing. The bartender threw a naked man into the alley. Danny and I watched him lying there, vomiting and swearing and feeling the ground for his clothing. "Why is he naked, Danny?" I kept saying. All Danny would tell me in his fierce whisper was "Shut up." The bartender came out and shooed us away. "This ain't no place for kids. Go on home." We scurried away. When we had reached the bakery, I asked Danny again, "Don't you know why that man was naked?" Danny could never bear to admit he didn't know. He was like my father in that. "He probably got in a fight and someone ripped them off him." I said nothing, thinking of other reasons. Maybe he had sold :hem - for a drink or for gambling money. Many of the people in Nevada did strange things to get money. When we told my mother about the naked man, she wouldn't let |